Disclaimer: I don't even own the clothes I'm wearing right now.
Aomine hated Kise's job.
Dark brows narrowed as the blond from across the bar laughed. Kise was sitting on a stool, back facing Aomine. There was a man beside him, leaning down right next to the blonde's ear while running playful fingers down his back. Kise suddenly turned his head to the side towards the man next to him, his eyes half lidded and his lips upturned slightly. Aomine's tanned hands clutched his whiskey cup harder.
"Something wrong Daiki."
Aomine stiffened but refused to turn to his side where the shorter red head leaned against a stool. Akashi stared at the bartender until the perturbed man left before closing his eyes.
"Why are you here?" Aomine muttered lowly brining the cup to his lips without drinking from it. His eyes were still on Kise.
"Very good question. Why am I here?" Akashi quietly asked. He opened his eyes briefly to glance at Kise. The blond had tugged the man down now having his lips pressed against the other's ear. The man was grinning wolfishly.
Aomine glared vehemently. Akashi smirked closing his eyes again.
"Kise is very good at his job." The red head said slowly, "You shouldn't reprimand him for it."
Aomine snorted. "Since when did you care?"
"Since you stopped paying attention to your job." Akashi calmly replied. The dark edge to his voice seemed to finally snap Aomine back. He froze, realizing that he had been standing there for 15 minutes with the same drink in his hand staring at Kise. Aomine cursed softly pushing the short strands of navy hair against his forehead.
"Kise's almost done. You're up." Akashi said pushing off his stool. He paused and gave Aomine a solemn stare, "Use those petty emotions of yours for something useful." The navy haired boy turned, not to see Akashi leave but to make sure the shorter boy's path was clear. Just in case.
After he left Aomine glanced back to see that Kise and the man were leaving the bar. Together. Before reaching the door Kise turned his head slightly, catching Aomine's gaze. His honey eyes were shining brightly, and a mirthful smile were on those soft lips of his. Aomine's eyes hardened, sending him a worried look.
Kise laughed, not the sultry laugh he used before, but a light warm laugh that seemed to ease Aomine's tension. I'll be fine.
Aomine smirked, finally taking a sip of his whiskey. You better be.
The blond just smiled before nodding his head and leaving through the door. Your turn.
Aomine waited for him to leave before throwing back the rest of his drink. He tugged back his sleeves, rolling them past his elbows and left through the back exit.
Phase 1 complete.
Yesh, it's short. I was thinking about a kind of crime syndicate situation with the generation of miracles, Kise being the seductress. Aomine beating the guy up later for 'intel'. Akashi controlling everything. Yeah. Why does this all sound so familiar…?